sense

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a little somethin’
one bite at a time
God feeds us
with His presence
where ugly turns lovely
right before our eyes
leaves of green
a sky of blue
He stirs
and spoons
His glory to our lips

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13 thoughts on “sense

  1. B. Meandering

    "he stirs and spoons His glory to our lips."This is so delightful. The imagery in the words is awesome. I can see Him putting a dab of blue in, then some green, maybe adding a touch of pink to the morning sky—really lively, creative thought pattern going on in that brain of yours!:)Cool picture—brings out a grin.

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